I’m sorry.’ I caressed her head with the clean hair and said, ‘Don’t worry. Nothing wrong with a little fresh pee.’ I went to the bedroom an...d returned with briefs for her and fresh trousers for me. ‘Here, my sister brought you some underwear.’ I leaned over and got her feet into the openings and helped them up her legs. She wiped and stood up unsteadily. The briefs fit fine and she smiled at me. ‘Would you like some breakfast?’ She nodded and we made our way to a kitchen stool. I put a glass. I could feel her moist heat and the texture of the hair in her garden. She stood up and said, “If you’re going to take off my clothes, then I want to take off your clothes too.” I said, “Okay.” Eileen started undoing my belt buckle as I stood in front of her, while I started unbuttoning my shirt. She pulled down my pants and underwear in one movement until my pants were crumpled up around my feet. I sat down on the bed to take my shoes off, I could then remove my pants completely. Eileen. Warren waited for a second, slowly he asked. "Have you fucked her yet?" Both men gave a gasp, total shock registered on their faces. Warren struck again. "You don't think she just invited you both for the seminar. She wants cock, mate. She loves black cock, especially up her bum. I can't get it up any more; that is why I sleep alone. If she only wanted a guest she would have taken on a woman. No cock she wants and a fuck she is expecting. You wouldn't want to disappoint her now, would you?" The. From Cinderella. Or from memories of dance competition? So much I want to learn...later. Your eyes have left the mirror, your head turned to catch my gaze, your lips pursed and smiling, and answered by my whispered words revealing what I am thinking, about how beautiful you must be, flawless, perfect, taut and firm underneath this elegant but simple dress.... Your hand moves for the first time since I released it, coming up to touch my cheek as you whisper me back, with a chuckle, “You are.